Lyric

Low lashes lit like a switchblade sign

Every quiet drop got the room tongue-tied

Your finger on the lip of the glass, slow spin

One bad little tic got me caving in

That cool-girl cut? Yeah, it won’t hold shape

Clean getaway only thickens the space

No skin on skin, still I’m cinched up tight

One drag of your stare and I slip my spine

Miss me with the chess play, I’m past that phase

Your scent in the air got a match to the haze

Glossy one-liners don’t land that deep

I want what bites first, then blooms underneath

Skin deep, skin deep read my rush

Pulse in my throat going blunt, going lush

Skin deep, skin deep waistline heat

I don’t want the side door, I’m after the key

Skin deep, skin deep lean, then leave

Make my good sense fall in a backseat dream

Skin deep, skin deep nice won’t do

Shadow-touch tricks don’t stick like you

Your hand on my cuff for a blink, that’s all

Still it bent my breath like a hallway drawl

Too dense, too dusk to pass as a joke

Your silence got more teeth than the words you choke

Those eyes go slick every time you swerve

Like you’re testing the wire, like you like the burn

That “not yet” curve on the edge of your mouth

Even your stall got a spell on it now

Your voice near my ear made the whole room skid

No polished phrase gonna carry this hit

The sharpest part lives right next to the graze

You say my name once and the walls all change

Skin deep, skin deep read my rush

Pulse in my throat going blunt, going lush

Skin deep, skin deep waistline heat

Standing this close still ain’t close to me

Skin deep, skin deep lean, then leave

Rock with your breathing, fall out of beat

Skin deep, skin deep nice won’t do

Every late hour folds me into you

Can’t keep it museum-clean like this

But don’t call it damage, call it a risk

Take every soft spot, glaze it in flame

Hold me full-body, not halfway, not tame

One breath, one look, one wave

That’s enough to disorder the frame

“Stay by my side” sounds thin, overused

I wanna live where your locked rooms move

Skin deep, skin deep blur my lines

Till the seams give out and the edge goes wide

Skin deep, skin deep tongue-tied thrill

I don’t want a maybe, I want your will

Skin deep, skin deep slow-burn bruise

Dark after midnight got more of you

Skin deep, skin deep drag that blue

I wanna stroke every secret you mute

Kiss me low, kiss me slow

Words would wreck the velvet of the undertow

Hold me close, hold me close

Under my skin, that future still smokes